God of the New World [COMPLETED]

Chapter 8

Neo Mori stood in front of the capsule with the floating girl inside, adding the finishing touches to his creation.

She was good and had undergone many changes over the weeks. Neo had to enlarge her breasts, make her skin look cleaner, add one organ that only existed in female dragons of a certain species, and change her hair color to pink.

All that was left of the former creature were her green-blue eyes, in which she seemed to drown. They drew one's gaze to them, making one admire their naivety.

The beauty of those eyes was frightening. Phenex

The boy adjusted his glasses and nodded at his thoughts, looking over the nearly completed product. All that was left was to awaken this creature and send-.

Mori interrupted his thoughts and smiled, turning toward the uninvited guest who had come to his abode:

- Hello, Ophis-chan, nice to see you again.

A frail-looking girl with long, thigh-length, night-colored hair stood at the operating table. Her skin was sickly pale, her ears slightly pointed, like the elves in the books, and large gray eyes that splashed with sorrow and wisdom and curiosity-a crazy cocktail.

The girl was small in stature, reaching up to Neo's chest, and the extremely provocative attire of a black dress with a purple bow on the back, a fabric comb on her head, dark shoes, and white pantaloons peeking out from under the skirt had many people asking a couple of questions of a certain direction. Except that the gothic dress did not conceal the girl's breasts, using instead of a bra a common black band-aid on the intimate area, glued crosswise.

Did this girl surprise Neo? No.

Yes, the ancient Dragon Goddess, some ten thousand years old, was a strange creature, bordering on the term "abnormal." She was hard to read, almost unrealistic, but that applied to any other sentient being her age. Monsters like her thought differently than humans. Even time went differently for them than it did for humans.

Mori took a big risk when he set up one of his experiments at the juncture of local blood and flesh magic, trying to create the first creature with dragon origins. He expected that someone would be able to sense the guy trying to change his soul to the dragon version, but he didn't know who was coming.

At the time, Neo knew traitorously little about the inhabitants of this world, and the baiting move was very risky, but Mori did not fail.

As it happened, this Deity was... naive. It was not perfect. It was wise, very, very smart, and terribly strong, but it was also naive. Unique...

It was entertaining.

Neo didn't even have to control this dragon. She became attached to the boy, began to follow him and imitate him. Perhaps the dragon's curiosity was second only to the cat's. Or it could be much simpler - Ophis is still a child, albeit a ten-thousand-year-old Deity.

Or was it all because of her unique plastic ancient mind?

The dragon could take any form, but walked in the human form of a girl, used to use the form of an old man, but now she liked the current wrap. Why? The Ophis said this form was "more compact."

Well, after all, Neo and the Ophis's goals overlapped. Except that the ancient creature still hadn't even thought about being controlled. And even if it did, it didn't care. she didn't care.

Such paradoxes made the manipulator in glasses smile. And... he appreciated this strange creature.

No, not because of her power, but because of one characteristic. You could just be silent with her, sitting over a mug of hot tea.